Chapter 125: Chapter 125: Inside the Sword Stele_l
Translator: 549690339
After half an incense stick’s time, a streak of light fell from the distance.
It was Bai Liu.
Everyone immediately looked at her.
With an indifferent expression, Bai Liu said bluntly, “The plan for the Lingxiao Sect side is that those above the Golden Elixir realm will head straight to the core of Duanjian Mountain. Qin Changqing has entered the Golden Elixir realm, his cultivation is very solid, and his initial estimated combat strength is at least comparable to that of an ordinary Tier 4 Golden Elixir stage. Also, the Tier 10 Golden Elixir from Taixuan Peak is quite strong.” She briefly explained the situation of the Lingxiao Sect.
These pieces of information were all told by Qin Changqing.
It didn’t matter anyway, the key was still Bai Liu’s actions.
“How does it matter if he’s just at the first level of the Golden Elixir realm, even if he’s comparable to the fifth level?” Wang Ping said indifferently, “But you, I heard that you married him and even had a child for him, would you bear to see him die?”
Bai Liu’s gaze turned icy cold.
“Are you questioning Red Mill, or Marshal’s decision?”
“Just asking casually.”
“Think carefully before you speak, I will only forgive you once,” Bai Liu said coldly, “Also, Qin Changqing has a lifesaving token from MO Jiuzhou, but I’m not sure what it is.”
Wang Ping’s eyebrows furrowed: “Humph! Duanjian Mountain prohibits the existence of Nascent Soul realm strength, so it’s nothing more than Golden
Elixir Peak at most.’
However, could the things MO Jiuzhou gave be simple?
Wang Ping was still quite wary of this point.
“You don’t need to deal with him, just leave it to me,” Bai Liu said. “I will kill him before he uses his trump card, and then try to assassinate the Tier 10 Golden Elixir individual at a critical moment. The rest you can handle.”
Wang Ping nodded, turned to look at his companions with a confident expression, and said, “Remember the mission this time. Kill Qin Changqing first, and then kill all the other people after we eliminate the Golden Elixir realm disciples of the Lingxiao Sect!”
“Yes!!”
Duanjian Mountain.
On a giant slope surrounded by twelve peaks.
This slope was filled with countless flying swords, and it had a layered and ascending appearance.
Each layer was very spacious, and when viewed from the bottom up, it looked like terraced fields filled with cacti.
“Are there really only a hundred thousand flying swords here?”
Qin Changqing looked up, doubting the so-called hundred thousand.
He felt that others probably didn’t know the exact number either, and just said a hundred thousand when they saw too many.
It was like the three thousand Great Dao, where three thousand was a description of many rather than an exact number of three thousand.
He looked around and could see many figures in the distance and nearby.
Some were Lingxiao Sect disciples, and many were from the Dayan Dynasty.
“Nothing, nothing. Your name is quite nice, junior sister.” Qin Changqing smiled, “In that case, let’s go together, Sister Qingyun. We can discuss the
Great Dao on the way.”
Discuss the Great Dao?
Qingyun didn’t quite understand Qin Changqing’s words.
But it didn’t matter, as long as they could travel together.
The two continued to move further in.
As the slope of the terraces grew steeper, the intensity of the sword intent quickly increased. Qingyun was somewhat surprised that even she felt a strong sense of oppression while Qin Changqing seemed nonchalant.
“Brother Qin is quite strong.”
Gradually, Qingyun was getting more exhausted.
Finally, the two stopped in front of a huge sword stele.
“The sword intent is too strong. Even at the Golden Elixir Peak, I’m afraid one cannot reach the core area.” Qin Changqing thought to himself and then focused on the sword stele. There were no paths before this one, and every few segments inside seemed to have a stele.
“This should be the famous Wordless Sword Stele in Duanjian Mountain.” Qingyun said,
“I’ve seen records in the sect that some people speculated that the Wordless Sword Stele might be the key to inheritance, but no one has been able to comprehend its mysteries.”
“Wordless Sword Stele? I feel a very strong sword intent inside.”
“Yes, my spiritual sense is blocked by this stele, but besides the terrifying sword intent, I can’t feel anything else.” Qingyun turned her head, “Brother
Qin, do you feel anything?”
“Hmm...” Qin Changqing hesitated for a moment.
From the moment he entered Duanjian Mountain, he had been constantly sensing a special force that seemed to emanate from these sword steles.
After pondering for a while, Qin Changqing slowly let his spiritual sense expand and merged it into the sword stele.
Cling!
A sharp and harsh sound suddenly rang out.
His body shook, barely stabilizing his mind.
However, as his spiritual sense merged with the stele, the violent sword intent actually disappeared.
It was like breaking through the hard outer shell and reaching the safe area inside.
“Is this the interior of the sword stele?” Qin Changqing sensed everything inside.
It was pitch-black inside.
But in the pitch-black space, there were golden characters floating.
These golden characters were spinning in the air, as if freely swaying in the weightless space.
Qin Changqing tried to make contact with these characters with his spiritual sense.
As soon as the characters were touched by his spiritual sense, they turned into streamers and merged into his consciousness.
In an instant, an overwhelming, abstruse, and extremely heavy chaotic feeling suddenly attacked his mind..